"Kill!" "We have been exposed!" "First level of Wuxiang Realm? Impossible! Kill!" "You bastard, you dare to come alone, you are looking for death!"

Soon, members of the Qingjiao Dynasty Qingjiao team discovered Fang Qing. Their faces changed drastically, their eyes were full of disbelief, and they looked at Fang Qing with fear and anger in their eyes.

"There is righteousness in heaven and earth!"

Fang Qing looked at the astonished monks with an expressionless face. He knew that his whereabouts had been exposed and he could no longer hide it. He let out a long groan, and the meteor sword in his hand erupted with a terrifying sword light.

The chaotic sword energy, which was more than ten feet long, was galloping horizontally and vertically. The sword light was bright and terrifying to the extreme, like a small gray sun falling here.

Dang! Dang! Dang! Puff! Puff! Puff!

In just half a breath, Fang Qing used the indestructible meteor sword to cut off three low-grade spiritual weapons, and cut off the heads of three martial arts masters like cutting tofu. It was too fast. This is what Fang Qing used with all his strength.

A terrifying scene of action.

Phew! Phew! Phew!

Without any surprise, Fang Qing was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, killing three masters one after another, all masters at the martial arts level. From the current Fang Qing's point of view, this kind of monk was not worth considering at all.

Ten breaths later, Fang Qing stood up with his sword in hand. A drop of blood fell from the tip of the Meteoric Sword. The green sword was not stained with blood and exuded an extremely sharp aura.

At the same time, some unfinished thoughts were conveyed to Fang Qing's heart, which was sent by the Meteor Star Sword, which shocked Fang Qing's heart.

The power that the Meteoric Sword just erupted was too terrifying and unimaginable. It swallowed up the essence and blood of many monks. It was a speed and power that he could not imagine. It was like a demon, and it was extremely weird.

From behind, the members of the ninth team who came at a high speed were shocked. In less than ten breaths, the young man killed twelve masters. None of them could resist, and they all died.

Fang Qing waved his hand, and all the corpses, heads, and weapon fragments entered one of his storage rings.

That was another storage spirit ring that he took out from the town world specifically in order to collect corpses to prove his military exploits. This was very important.

"Brother Qin is simply... simply... a monster. I am ashamed of myself."

Wen Wufeng was stunned on the spot, not knowing what to say for a moment. In the end, he only said this sentence, which made others nod in agreement.

"Looking at it this way, with Brother Qin's methods, what is the Qingjiao team? Is it enough to kill Brother Qin?"

Vice-captain Dong Fanghe smiled bitterly. In this first battle, they turned out to be fools and didn't even catch a hair. However, they admired Fang Qing very much and showed gratitude.

"Captain Dong's words make sense. Why don't we join Brother Qin in secretly intercepting the Qingjiao team? Give them a big surprise."

Chu Daming, who was at the peak of the eighth level of the Martial Arts Realm, couldn't stop laughing. He saw that Fang Qing was so brave and actually came up with such a bad idea. Is Team Qingjiao really that idiotic? That's impossible.

"Stop talking nonsense! Leave quickly. You have to behave yourself. You can't let Brother Qin just protect us, right?"

Wen Wufeng scolded Chu Daming. He looked at Fang Qing, who was dumbfounded. His old face was full of embarrassment. This time, the face of their ninth team was completely ruined by that bastard Chu Daming.

Everyone once again shuttled through the dense and dark ancient forest, carefully sensing the situation around them. Everyone was full of confidence. With Qin Xuanhuang, a "big master", in charge of the battle, they instantly felt great fighting spirit, and they all wanted to fight.

Make meritorious service.

At this moment, a hundred miles away, next to a pool, behind a few large rocks, eight monks wearing blue uniforms were hiding. There were also four masters wearing different costumes, standing with them, the middle one.

The old man kept laughing strangely, and his consciousness was released, as if he had noticed something.

"Quack, quack! A group of lambs are coming. Brothers, here is your chance to obtain resources through meritorious deeds."

The old man spoke, causing the other eleven masters to show inexplicable excitement, and each one pulled out his own weapon, ready to move.

Eighty miles away, Fang Qing's expression changed, his face full of joking, "Young master is a lamb? Well, yes, I am a lamb. Your description is really just right."

"Huh? No! There are experts ahead, everyone, be careful!"

Wen Wufeng's consciousness was not weak either. He also noticed an unusual aura. His old face changed and he spoke to warn others.

Soon, they met twelve masters, all of whom were monks from the Qingjiao Dynasty. All of them were murderous. None of them were lower than the peak of the Kaikai Realm. They were all masters of the Martial Phase Realm and Yuxu Realm. Among them were three old men.

The second and third heaven of Yuxu Realm.

"Lingyun Dynasty's ninth team? It's really the Lamb."

One of the old men spoke. He recognized the origins of Wen Wufeng and others. He commented on the ninth team in this way, which made Wen Wufeng and Dong Fanghe furious. Do they really think they are lambs? I'll let you guys read it later.

"kill!"

The old man waved his hand and signaled the eleven masters around him to start the battle quickly. They must not delay it for too long, otherwise things would change if it was too late. This was a battlefield, and they had no choice but to do this.

Swords, guns, swords and halberds, fists, palms and claws, all kinds of martial arts were in full bloom. Fang Qing did not burst out with his previous strength. He wandered around the battlefield, observing everyone's martial arts, his eyes filled with excitement.

Although those martial arts were low-level, they were developed in the hands of these monks, each with its own characteristics, and new ideas broke out from time to time, which opened his eyes.

clang!

A silver-white spear stabbed Fang Qing. Fang Qing turned aside to avoid the tip of the spear. The meteor sword in his hand held the silver-white spear. He exerted a slight force and shook the silver-white spear away. The sword's momentum changed, and the world

With righteousness, he stabbed his opponent in the chest with his sword, as fast as lightning.

The expression on the face of the old man who was at the seventh level of the Martial Arts Realm opposite him changed dramatically. The strength of that young man just now was really unimaginable. He could not hold up his yellow-level low-grade spiritual weapon spear with a long sword, and it was absolutely impossible for someone who did not have terrifying power.

"roar!"

The old man roared, sensing the crisis. He backed away desperately, even leaving his spiritual weapon spear, trying to avoid the lock of the blue sword, his eyes filled with fear.

Fang Qing sneered. He was locked by his meteor sword. This old guy wanted to avoid it. He was joking.

He suddenly exerted force, the meteor sword tore through the void, and pierced the old man's chest at an unimaginable speed. His right hand shook, and the terrifying sword energy exploded in the old man's body, destroying the old man's vitality in an instant. With a wave of his hand, Fang Qing

Put the old man's body and spear into the storage ring.

At this moment, Fang Qing's eyes condensed, and his legs erupted with terrifying power. He retreated in an instant, the earth and rocks exploded, and a deep pit appeared on the spot. A dark halberd split open the void where he was standing before, with astonishing power.

, the power cannot be underestimated.

Fang Qing was ten feet away, slashed to the right with his sword, and killed a third-level martial arts master, along with his sword. With a wave of his hand, the body of the third-level martial arts master and the sword disappeared.

.

"Bastard! I'll kill you!"

In the distance, there is an old man with silver hair, holding a big halberd and full of murderous intent. He is the peak master of the third level of Yuxu Realm from the Qingjiao Dynasty.

He couldn't believe his eyes. After the young man avoided his sneak attack, he casually killed a third-level martial arts master from their Qingjiao Dynasty with one sword. He was like killing a chicken and a duck, casually and naturally.

"Old guy! If you have the ability, come and do it."

Fang Qing raised the meteor sword and pointed at the old man at the third level of Yuxu Realm. His face was calm. The old man was extremely insidious. He had used all his strength to attack him secretly. He deliberately cut himself off with a halberd.

Members of the Qingjiao Dynasty cheered.

"Kill! Square halberd, one halberd kills the East China Sea!"

The old man was furious. He held a big halberd in both hands and said the name of the Square Halberd. It was a middle-grade yellow-level spiritual weapon and used a low-grade Xuan-level halberd technique.

The power of the halberd method is extremely powerful, with the potential to split mountains and break mountains. It slashes towards Fang Qing crazily. The void barrier trembles violently and will shatter at any time.

Fang Qing's eyes lit up. This was the first time he had encountered this kind of halberd technique. Its moves were exquisite and contained great aura, which was similar to his Qiankun Yiqi Sword.

"Brother Qin, be careful! This old guy is the vice-captain of the third team of the Qingjiao team, and he is not weak."

In the distance, Wen Wufeng reminded Fang Qing that he was dueling with a monk at the peak of Wuxiang Realm. The sword in his hand was extremely powerful, but after losing his left arm, his strength was greatly reduced.

It’s also a bit strenuous.

"Not bad, not bad! Insidious old man, your halberd technique is quite interesting. There is righteousness in the world!"

Fang Qing nodded, and he commented on the old guy opposite him. Then he stabbed out with his sword, and the meteor sword made a sword sound that resounded throughout the world.

The sword energy stretches more than ten feet across, and the force of the sword covers an area of ​​more than ten feet in radius. The sword light is extremely bright, with an upright and bright aura, and it is inviolable.

clang!

A metal collision sound shook the heaven and earth, and the two spiritual weapons collided together. Fang Qing held the spiritual weapon halberd with his sword, and his body remained motionless. However, the old man opposite was shocked, and his expression changed drastically.

As if he realized that Fang Qing was invincible, the old man's mind was spinning, and he immediately wanted to retreat. Fang Qing was so sharp that he suddenly used his right hand to swing away the spiritual weapon halberd, and then stabbed the old man at an unimaginable angle.

On his chest, the sword energy was extremely fierce.

The old man's heart was filled with fear, and he suddenly stepped on the ground with his right foot, trying to use the force of the counter-shock to retreat, but it was too late.

Fang Qing's figure was like electricity, tearing open the air. The Meteor Star Sword instantly pierced the old man's left shoulder. The terrifying devouring power exploded. The Meteor Star Sword made a bloodthirsty sword sound and swallowed up all the old man's blood essence in an instant.

, causing his vitality to slowly dissipate.

With a wave of his hand, Fang Qing put away the old man's body and the spiritual weapon Euphorbia. His expression was extremely strange. In less than a quarter of an hour, he had harvested seven or eight kinds of spiritual weapons. As for other spiritual stones, elixirs, spiritual objects, etc.

, before he had time to check, this kind of harvest was far faster than his refining of elixirs.

Only then did the monks around them react. Their expressions changed dramatically, their eyes filled with disbelief and fear. They felt a terrible crisis and their lives were at risk.

With three sword strikes in succession, Fang Qing used the power of the Meteor Sword to quickly kill three high-level monks in the martial arts realm. Their martial arts skills were beyond Fang Qing's eyes. Many secrets were already known to him, and they had no value.

Yes, death is their only destination.

A quarter of an hour later, the members of the ninth team looked at the scene excitedly. Everyone looked at Fang Qing with admiration. It was unimaginable that they had killed so many monks in such a short period of time.

Twelve masters were defeated by Fang Qing alone. Six masters, two at the Yuxu realm and four at the Martial phase realm, completely subverted the perceptions of Wen Wufeng and others. Everyone knew that Qin Xuanhuang was absolutely

He is a possessor of a special physique, and his origins are definitely extraordinary.

"Fellow Daoist Qin, I would like to thank you on behalf of the Ninth Team. It is all thanks to you that we were able to avoid harming anyone this time. In the future, I will truthfully report to Mingjiu for my offerings."

Wen Wufeng saluted Fang Qing. He couldn't help but admire him. Such a genius cannot be judged by common sense. Those who are successful come first. When he did this, no one had any other opinions.

"Captain Wen is serious, we are our own people."
To be continued...